Money hound (feat. Doughchesse)
Bitch, it's big hardo,
The Don, the real Don
Mm-mm, ayy, I'm a risk taker
Hit the road to get paper
Put these pills in your pussy, you get dicked later
Oh you need somd Zaddie, boy, I got like six flavors
Double S, baby, I'm a sex shaker
Niggas fanboy like I never had haters
Beam on the Glock, this look like a lightsaber
Stackin' every dollar like I never had paper
Save that money, cause that shit's a lifesaver
Hit his baby mama, I'ma hit his bitch later
She ate me up, yeah, that bitch a big gator
And my jeans cost a thousand, got stars on them
Don't put no weed on them scales, I put hard on them
Catch me smokin' pink 50s and blue 100s
I'm usin' old techniques, gettin' new money
Yeah, that pussy good, but bitch, what can you do for me
Lil' bitch told me that she love me, it was too funny
Cause I can't trust a bitch, these hoes lie for no reason
And I can't trust these niggas, because they change like the seasons
Lil' O.T. bitch wanna see me for the weekend
And she don't know I'm just droppin' off the bag, then I'm leavin
Its bosses and his bitch watch your tone when you speakin
Cops treat me like Lucifer, I stay around them demons
Every time I hit bal, Harbor leave a bag of nemans
Bust his bitch down off the perk, I got that pussy creamin
Put a dope dick on the bitch, now she all here fiendin
This 45 on Kel Tech and the bullets fat as Keenan
I'm with my slime like Nickelodeon, we all that
I'm like the Kennel Fiends, askin' where the dog at
Bitch, I'm big, dog, in my hood, I'm respected
I'm a money hound, for this bread I got a fetish
You gotta stay down, the game'll whoop you if you let it
I'm with my slime like Nickelodeon, we all that
I'm like the Kennel Fiends, askin' where the dog at
Bitch, I'm big, dog, in my hood, I'm respected
I'm a money hound, for this bread I got a fetish
You gotta stay down, the game'll whoop you if you let him
I'm with my slime like Nickelodeon, we all that
I'm a big dog, in the opposition, gettin' picked off
This shit cost, go and get a bag and it's gon' get off
Get lost, smackin' niggas, bitch, you want a big boss
This shit hard, jump up in the booth and I'm a shit talk
Stay ready, shit'll get to you if you let it
Stackin' up the bills and act a fool with the extras
Slide through my hood and they gon' tell you I'm respected
Niggas fakin' like they rich, but on the real pockets petty
I be slidin', let him drop a low and niggas dyin
I be rockin' with a grizzly, gettin' busy, tryna line
Niggas fake gangster, put it on my mama, niggas lyin
I be ready when you see me, pussy nigga, go and try it
I got a fetish, anywhere's money, gotta get it
Stack and stay down, you have some bread, but you spend it
Niggas rap good, but I really know you, you don't live it
Back up in my bag, I'm on that ass and niggas finnish
Bitch I'm big dawg in my hood I'm respected
I'm a money hound for this bread, I got a fetish
You gotta stay down, the game'll whoop you if you let it
I'm with my slime like Nickelodeon, we all that
Bitch, I'm BIG, dawg, I'm a money hound for this bread, I've got a fetish
You gotta stay down, the game'll whoop you if you let it
I want my slime like nickelodeon, we all that
The Don, the real Don
Mm-mm, ayy, I'm a risk taker
Hit the road to get paper
Put these pills in your pussy, you get dicked later
Oh you need somd Zaddie, boy, I got like six flavors
Double S, baby, I'm a sex shaker
Niggas fanboy like I never had haters
Beam on the Glock, this look like a lightsaber
Stackin' every dollar like I never had paper
Save that money, cause that shit's a lifesaver
Hit his baby mama, I'ma hit his bitch later
She ate me up, yeah, that bitch a big gator
And my jeans cost a thousand, got stars on them
Don't put no weed on them scales, I put hard on them
Catch me smokin' pink 50s and blue 100s
I'm usin' old techniques, gettin' new money
Yeah, that pussy good, but bitch, what can you do for me
Lil' bitch told me that she love me, it was too funny
Cause I can't trust a bitch, these hoes lie for no reason
And I can't trust these niggas, because they change like the seasons
Lil' O.T. bitch wanna see me for the weekend
And she don't know I'm just droppin' off the bag, then I'm leavin
Its bosses and his bitch watch your tone when you speakin
Cops treat me like Lucifer, I stay around them demons
Every time I hit bal, Harbor leave a bag of nemans
Bust his bitch down off the perk, I got that pussy creamin
Put a dope dick on the bitch, now she all here fiendin
This 45 on Kel Tech and the bullets fat as Keenan
I'm with my slime like Nickelodeon, we all that
I'm like the Kennel Fiends, askin' where the dog at
Bitch, I'm big, dog, in my hood, I'm respected
I'm a money hound, for this bread I got a fetish
You gotta stay down, the game'll whoop you if you let it
I'm with my slime like Nickelodeon, we all that
I'm like the Kennel Fiends, askin' where the dog at
Bitch, I'm big, dog, in my hood, I'm respected
I'm a money hound, for this bread I got a fetish
You gotta stay down, the game'll whoop you if you let him
I'm with my slime like Nickelodeon, we all that
I'm a big dog, in the opposition, gettin' picked off
This shit cost, go and get a bag and it's gon' get off
Get lost, smackin' niggas, bitch, you want a big boss
This shit hard, jump up in the booth and I'm a shit talk
Stay ready, shit'll get to you if you let it
Stackin' up the bills and act a fool with the extras
Slide through my hood and they gon' tell you I'm respected
Niggas fakin' like they rich, but on the real pockets petty
I be slidin', let him drop a low and niggas dyin
I be rockin' with a grizzly, gettin' busy, tryna line
Niggas fake gangster, put it on my mama, niggas lyin
I be ready when you see me, pussy nigga, go and try it
I got a fetish, anywhere's money, gotta get it
Stack and stay down, you have some bread, but you spend it
Niggas rap good, but I really know you, you don't live it
Back up in my bag, I'm on that ass and niggas finnish
Bitch I'm big dawg in my hood I'm respected
I'm a money hound for this bread, I got a fetish
You gotta stay down, the game'll whoop you if you let it
I'm with my slime like Nickelodeon, we all that
Bitch, I'm BIG, dawg, I'm a money hound for this bread, I've got a fetish
You gotta stay down, the game'll whoop you if you let it
I want my slime like nickelodeon, we all that
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Writer(s): Derrick Hardy
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